I didn't hesitate. I leaned over, looked her in the eyes, and softly planted a kiss on her little round mouth. She pushed. I pushed back. And found my...self leaning into her, kissing her full on the mouth.Her hands circled my head. My hands went around her back. I pulled her close.When she opened her mouth, gasping, I didn't hesitate. I slid my tongue inside her mouth, swirled it around, pressed my lips to hers, and kissed her harder.It felt like it lasted an hour.When we pulled apart, we both. I would ask her, and when I say ask, I mean order her.. but a true gentleman does not need to give orders, he asks, she obeys. I digress.I would ask her to dress up for me. Shoes with high heels, black thong panties, matching bra, some nylon stockings, maybe even some garter belt. Short, tight skirt and blouse or corset, to wrap her body up.She would have to wear full make up, lipstick, mascara.. not because she is not pretty without it, but because I love seeing ruined make-up from all the. I pinched her pussy lips between my fingers and said, "Imagine four hands to caress you and play with you and two cocks to satisfy your every want and desire." No!" she moaned into my ear, but her body spoke differently.Diane had been working out a little with a couple of the girls she worked with and came home a little late one evening. When her girlfriends dropped her off I could tell she had stopped by their favorite watering hole and had a couple of drinks on ladies night. She came into the. But he pulled away.“You came here to get punished,” he breathed. “Not for fun. Now take your clothes off.”It took her a while to move after being denied so coldly but as she stepped away from the window, he caught her arm.“No. Stay there.”She looked from him to the big, flawless window and back again, her heart thudding anxiously. Across the road was another hotel and on the street below, thousands of people were going about their business. Anyone could see. She wanted to protest, but one look.